Little bird is still, <br />Never had the chance to fly <br />Never had the chance to soar <br />Into the deep blue sky. <br /> <br />Little bird is mute, <br />Never had the chance to sing <br />Never had the chance to call <br />Its parents on the wing. <br /> <br />Little bird is blind, <br />Never had the chance to see <br />Never had the chance to look <br />As it fell from the tree. <br /> <br />Little bird at peace, <br />Never had the chance to live <br />Never had the chance to breathe <br />The air that longed to give.<br /><br />ANDREW BLAKEMORE<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/little-bird-3/
